Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer!!
Chapter One
Alex's POV:
"Alexandra!" I heard my mother call. "It's time for school, Baby! Let's go!" I half-opened my eyes, and glanced at the clock on my bedside table. 7:45am
I shot out of bed.
"Mom!" I whined, struggling out of my PJ's. "Why didn't you wake me up sooner?! I was supposed to be at Claire's ten minutes ago!"
I quickly pulled on a pair of jeans, and a tank top; then ran at top speed downstairs into the kitchen.
"If you don't tell me, I don't know," Mom replied as I forced on my sneakers. I grumbled an incoherent response, and snatched up my lunch.
I was about to step outside when I realized that I'd forgotten my bag. I ran back, and took it out of my mother's prepared hands.
I smiled graciously at her, previous anger forgotten, and kissed her on the cheek.
"Bye!" I called, as I started running down the street as fast as my long legs would allow me.
I reached Claire's within five minutes, still breathing as evenly as I had when I left the house.
My cousin was waiting for me on the porch; a scowl on her face.
"I slept late," I said before she had a chance to gripe. "Excuse me if I tend to get a little exhausted these days." She rolled her eyes, but dismissed it.
"You ready for this, Sophomore," She asked me, grinning. I scoffed.
"Born ready, Senior," I chuckled. She laughed, and we began walking.
Even though Claire was about two years older than me, she had always been my best friend. This was a tradition for us. One that would soon be ending. I tried not to dwell on the fact that she would be moving away to go to college soon, but it was always there; looming omni-presently at the end of the year, waiting to pounce when the time was right.
I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts, and looked around for something to talk about.
"Where's Quil?" I asked, now noticing that he wasn't walking with us as he normally did.
"I convinced him that my being a senior this year meant that I was finally old enough to take care of myself," She informed me, an edge of annoyance in her voice. I stifled a giggle. Ever since she had moved here, Quil had always watched Claire's every move. I couldn't remember a time when he wasn't there shadowing her; completely obsessed with her safety.
Not that he needed to worry himself. After all, if anything were to happen, all I would have to do is phase, and kick some butt!
Oh yeah. Did I mention that I was a werewolf?
"So…" Claire said, beating around the bush in her usual annoying manner.
"What?" I asked skeptically.
"You seen Josh lately?" She asked, a smile in her voice. His name sent hoards of butterflies to flight in my stomach, and I blushed bright red.
"No, as a matter of fact," I answered as nonchalantly as I possibly could.
"Well, here's your chance lover-girl," Claire snickered. "Because he's coming this way." Now my face turned white-well, as white as it could anyway-and I nervously tugged my fingers through my long, black hair.
Claire kept laughing.
"Relax," She told me. "How long have the two of you been friends?" I thought about that one.
"Hmmm…" I mused. "Fifteen years, three months, and what, two and a half days?" She rolled her eyes.
"Your whole life," She agreed. "Give or take nine months or so." I smiled at her. She always seemed to find a way to calm me down.
Josh. Son of Jared and Kim…friends of the family, if you will. Fellow pack member…insanely hot…
I shook my head.
He's just a friend, I told myself. Nothing more. It was these simple words that had somehow kept my secret all these years. I mean, being in a pack of werewolves didn't exactly give you much privacy.
"Hey!" He called, running up to us.
"Hi," I answered back shyly; keeping my focus forward.
"So, first day of school," He said, casually. "You excited?" I forced myself to look at him.
"Absolutely," I said sarcastically, and he laughed.
"It'll be fine," he said. "Trust me." I nodded; repeating friend, friend, friend!
"Well, kids," Claire sneered, as we neared the high school. "I can't really be seen with you underclassmen, so I'll catch ya after school." I rolled my eyes at her, and she waved goodbye.
Silence.
I concentrated on the crunching of the gravel under my feet as we walked up to the school. We stopped at the steps, and looked at each other awkwardly.
I shifted uncomfortably; a part of me wishing he'd just go away.
"Well," He said finally. "See ya!"
"Okey-dokey," I replied, and instantly wanted to kick myself. He gave me a weird look, and walked away.
I shook my head in complete disbelief.
Perfect, I thought, trudging slowly into the building. Just perfect.
A/N: I really hoped you enjoyed this first chapter of Jacob's Gravity!! I would REALLLLLLLY appreciate reviews!!
Thanks for reading!
-Mel
P.S. This chapter was an introduction to Alex...the next chapter will be in Jake's POV.
